Tell me a dream(s) that you've had which left you wondering if it was real or if it wasn't. Did it make every inch of your body linger for something that was so far away? Tell me what your imagination does when you let go of its restraints.

-- suzen (suzen@kamala.nu), February 16, 2000

Answers

He had a weird name, and deep black hair that would fall into his blue eyes. We were inseperable, sitting on the futon together, holding and connecting without saying a word...and then he left...or I woke up. I had that dream so long ago, but I still can't let go of the idea that he's real, and that he's out there somewhere.

-- Tiffany (mapleberry@hotmail.com), February 16, 2000.

I actually had a TERRIBLE dream last night that made me really upset. I woke up and I was almost crying because I thought it was SO REAL. I dreamed that I was in the theatre at my school, and my friend was there. She was laying on her stomach, topless, and she had cut herself all over. ALL OVER. All I could see were cuts, made by herself to herself. It was so horrible. I felt so bad for her but I didn't know what to say or do, because I really love this girl...

feh.

-- Amber (gypsy@cakedemons.com), February 16, 2000.

I dreamt that Chris came back to me. I asked him if we could go to my room to talk. He said no. He said we didn't have to go in there because he could tell me that he loved me right there.. and then I had him back. I woke up, and after a few seconds I realized that he was still with her... and I had to go the rest of the day feeling like I had just lost him all over again.

-- Rachel (rachel@silverseam.net), February 16, 2000.

i had a dream before calvin and i meet in the flesh, i had some sort of virtual programme hooked up to my computer where the person you were talking to would appear in your room. but only there outline could be seen (you know how you see outline of things in green lines) and anyway calvin came, but it was he was a ghost who came back from the dead (abit like ghost the movie) and i put my hand out to touch his and it was all so magical. i think thats one of the best dreams i have ever had.

-- samm (sushi@insert.nu), February 16, 2000.

One time I went to bed, and i had 5 Dollars in my wallet, and i dreamed that i was out with my best friend in the world, her name's Kasie, and that she stole my 5 bucks and ran away with it and some food that i had just bought her with some other money. I woke up wanting to punch her in the face.. i mean, that's 5 bucks

-- Christopher Fucking Christ (RAS123@Prodigy.net), February 17, 2000.

I was with him. I was holding him so tightly and I wouldn't let him go. We were sitting on the couch, and all I could say over and over again was "I missed you, I missed you so much." I was trying to make him realize how much I loved him. We kept kissing, just holding each other so close.

It was so intense.

I woke up and spent the day with my head in the clouds, haunted by that dream. Because it wasn't really him I was dreaming about; not directly. He's a distant figure: cute, way beyond me, nice enough, but not my true love. What I was dreaming of was that closeness, that intensity. Something I'll never stop looking for.

-- Call me dreamer (sorry@idontwanttosay.com), February 19, 2000.

I had a dream i got a lot of money once and i woke up and didn't have it. Stoopit dream.

-- Martin Rheome (rheots38@oneonta.edu), February 20, 2000.

ok... jon finds a 'ol granny in a secret compartment of my bathroom, while su and jenna and i look on....'nuff said!

-- karen (karen@kamala.nu), February 22, 2000.